The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

his position was naturally slightly higher than Samuel’s, and he was the one in charge of beating

Samuel to the

his seemingly casual action caused a loud bang, and Samuel smashed to the floor like a meteorite falling

bled again, and his

“Breaking my arm and leg? If the patrol

words, but Sandra repeated it

afraid, and he showed a

“Don’t worry about it.

other disciples of the same sect will at

you kill someone will you be

points are enough to be deducted, and after I’m

Sandra quietly remembered the

that you’re not planning

don’t blame me for being rude!” John roared, “Witness the strength of

in front of

slap even arrived, the next palm

like stars falling after one another, giving others an extremely oppressive

airwaves rushed toward Albert, and in split seconds, the surrounding air appeared to have

felt that although Samuel and John were of the same realm, their difference in their strength was like

disciple facing John, they would have admitted defeat Unfortunately for John, he

and his eyes were cold

Sandra’s Ursa Major’s Blurred

had a sense of indescribable

only moving between a few square meters, the Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows seemed to be constantly changing, and it was impossible to know where

John’s expressions instantly changed.

never saw such an agile movement like

he had already attacked, there was

and continuously let out dozens of palms which immediately caught up

of more than dozens of palms condensed into one slap in mid-air, and it violently smashed onto

Bang!

visible

he did not

he slapped the

John struck, his figure swayed slightly, and it

It was a phantom!

time, he heard a

out of the sect,

made John’s scalp tingle, and every hair on him was standing on

turn around, John was already swept into a storm